#luisa alver x rose solano

[death-isnt-surprising]

Rose: Luisa and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's- Luisa: Sentences. Rose: Don't interrupt me.

[oliveoomph]

Bridget Regan & Yara Martinez

[bridgetregan] [yaritafrita]

[angrypizzaflowercolor]

I swear, I seem to write toxic supercorp (it's what the comments say...they're probably right), but soft Roisa😭 It doesn't make any sense at all, but it's what my brain wants. Anyyyyywayyyys

Supercorp:

Roisa:

[aparticularbandit]

Building at Longbourne

Summary: Rose moves into Longbourne Inn, and Lu immediately has a long laundry list of things she wants her to do.

Rose Solano x Luisa Alver Rating: G.

“Okay, you want what now?”

Rose stands, places her hands on the small of her back, and stretches while her thumbs press into the kink just there.  Then she brushes a hand across her sweaty brow and looks up at her handiwork. Which, admittedly, should probably not be called handiwork since the most she’s done so far is demo.

At her words, Luisa immediately prances into the room, wraps her arms around Rose’s waist, and leans up on her tiptoes so that she can rest her chin on her shoulder.  She kisses her cheek and then makes a disgusted smacking noise.  “Ugh, you’re all covered in sweat, and it’s not the good kind of sweat, and there’s dust, and the dust tastes nasty, and—”

Rose turns and kisses her proper, then she pulls away, raising her eyebrows. “Better?”

“A little.”  Luisa frowns. “You’re still all gritty.”

“Tearing down the inside of our new house,” Rose says, gesturing around her with one hand.  She turns back to the room.  “What all did you want me to do with this again?”

~

Longbourne is, admittedly, much better than Rose expected.  It’s still hot and sweaty in the summer because they’re still in Florida, but the lake makes for a nice breeze every now and again. She’s taken to standing on the porch of the little inn Luisa runs, leaning on her elbows on the railing, and staring out at everything.  Her hair’s all frizzy and full of corkscrews the way it had been in the Caymans, and she’s got it half-pulled back behind a Crayola blue bandana with its normal pattern in what is quickly becoming a stained white.

Lu’s been having her do renovations on the inn all summer; she has huge plans for how she wants it to look and feel, and most of those huge plans have to do with their own personal suite.  Ever since she moved up to Longbourne, Lu has a room of the inn to herself – the suite meant for whoever runs the whole thing – but now that Rose is staying with her, she wants it to be bigger.  Better. As though Rose wouldn’t have been fine with it being the way it was.

(Not that Rose minds bigger. She just doesn’t want to be the main workhorse.)

Today, Rose leans forward the same way she always does, elbows propped onto the railing, arms bare in the Florida sun, covered with freckles, lean muscles apparent in the light filtering through the surrounding trees, a glass bottle of lemonade in one hand, regretting that this is just normal lemonade but never wanting to tempt Luisa by getting something harder.  She sighs, takes a deep gulp of her lemonade, and then wipes her lips with the back of one hand.

She could have done exactly none of this in her previous role as Sin Rostro.

Well.

She could have done some of it, but not while she was masquerading as Emilio Solano’s trophy wife. Rose Solano could have done none of this, could only have decided the designs of things and then never been directly involved in the implementing thereof.

But it’s nice – it’s welcome, actually – to let Luisa take on most of the design choices (with the exception of Rose pointing out when things would look absolutely horrible and then having to put her foot down, even when Luisa looks up at her with the biggest, roundest puppy dog eyes that are normally impossible to fight except no, Luisa, she is not painting that hot pink design over wine-purple walls; it would be ugly) and then to just be the grunt doing the job.

She’s….

She’s missed this, actually.

Not that you’ll ever hear her say it to anyone else.

~

Luisa shoves Rose into the shower nightly because Rose works in their suite until long after dark.  By the time Rose makes it back to their bed, she’s too exhausted to do much more than lie there, which Luisa does not appreciate.  But on weekends, Lu forces Rose to take a break and drags her around to her different favorite locales.  Lu’s been in Longbourne far longer than Rose has, and she’s had time to become a regular at certain restaurants (the one diner and then the local pub, where she assures Rose she has never gotten anything even remotely alcoholic, and the bartender unsurprisingly backs her up, while giving Rose an unhappy look) as well as the one grocery store, where she’s become friends with the owner, and the one clothing store, which is as open to modification as Rose’s face changing plastic surgery ring had been.

Soon, Rose becomes a regular about as much as Luisa does, and she finds it’s oddly…comforting.

Again, not that she’ll ever say it to anyone at all.

But Luisa can see it, can see when Rose suggests they go to the pub for her favorite barbecue ribs instead of the diner for hot chocolate, can see the way her nose turns up at the idea of going to the clothing store because she would rather order stuff online than get something from that penny-pinching miser woman who runs the store (and then goes back anyway because she never means it), and she feels her heart – which was already three sizes too big – grow even bigger.

~

“Okay, you’ve got to keep your eyes closed.”

“Why does it matter when you’re covering them?”

“I know you can see through my fingers, Lu.”

Rose walks Luisa to their brand new, finished suite.  She keeps Luisa’s eyes covered with her hands, although she probably should pull that old bandana out of her back jeans pocket and tie that around her eyes instead.  The problem is that, after having been kidnapped…more than once, Luisa doesn’t take as kindly to having a bandana tied around her eyes as she used to.  It’s made some of their play a little tamer on occasion, but Rose will never hold that against her.  Better safe than sorry, after all.  She’s just glad Lu told her instead of trying to push through it and hurting herself.

As they walk forward, Luisa giggles with nerves like a schoolgirl on her first day to a new class (or to high school, although Rose has only ever been to boarding schools and private schools since Elena took over her tutelage). “Is everything the way I wanted it?”

“Wait and see.”

Rose shoves the door open with the tip of one steel-toed boot, leads Luisa in a little further, and then murmurs, “Three, two, one,” into Luisa’s ear before dropping her hands.

For a moment, Luisa doesn’t say anything.  This doesn’t scare Rose, because she’s never scared of anything, but it’s certainly odd.  Lu’s never quiet like this.

Then Lu lets out a squee of excitement.  “It’s perfect!”  She turns and grabs Rose towards her in a big hug, dancing in a circle with her back into their room.  Then, after a final squeeze, she drops her arms and races into their bathroom, where she lets out another little squee of excitement – louder this time, given that it echoes in the bathroom.

Rose chuckles lightly to herself as she follows her into the room, and when Lu finally comes back out with a big smile on her face, she says, “I take it you like it.”

“It’s wonderful!” Lu exclaims. “But, now that you’re done,” she starts, walking towards her, “I’ve got some ideas for fixing up some of the other rooms—”

“No.”  Rose gives Luisa the most firmest look she can, staring down at her, and Luisa’s face falls.  Then a corner of Rose’s lips curves upward as she says, “At least not until I have a good week off.”  She bops the tip of Luisa’s nose.  “I want to break our room in first.”

Luisa’s eyes sparkle with good humor.  “Let’s start now.”

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: Jane the Virgin

Sample Size: 1,030 stories

Source: AO3

[thegirlwhocriedroisa]

I'm embarrassed to admit how much time I put into making this edit lol. I can't be the only one who was like omg ROSE when Pam told Renee "Are you coming with me or not?" 🌹💚🌿

[j-t-v]

JANE THE VIRGIN | 1.03 — “Chapter Three” (2014)

[1attheedge]

Cutest photo on earth?

YES!!

[nnightskiess]

Yes, Petra had been paralysed by her twin sister Anežka for a few days, but Petra hadn’t felt this anxious and out of control until her girlfriend walked into the apartment. 

“Petra!” Anežka, who now looked like a carbon copy of Petra, quickly turned around at the voice of the woman entering. “Babe, where have you been? I’ve been trying to see you for like, three days...” Y/N pouted and walked up to the woman, wanting to give her a kiss on the forehead. Before she could do so, Anežka flinched and took a step back until she realised her own mistake. She softly grabbed one of Y/N’s hands, brought them to her lips and placed a kiss on her knuckles. 

She cleared her throat before mimicking Petra’s voice, “Yes, I know-- It’s just been so hectic with my sister and... ugh-- I’m sorry, love. I’ve missed you so much.”

Y/N gave her a goofy grin, “I’ve missed you, too.” Her eyes averted to the girl lying in the bed behind her, whose eyes widened at the sight in front of her. What Y/N didn’t know, was that the woman lying paralysed in the bed was actually her girlfriend, not the ‘Petra’ standing in front of her. Petra tried to scream, tell Y/N that she was being used and tricked, tell her to get help-- but all she could was blink and breathe.

“How has she been? Any progress?” 

Anežka sighed and walked over to the bed, “Not good... The doctors said she probably won’t improve much either. I mean, we didn’t always see eye to eye but she didn’t deserve this.”

Y/N bent down to plant a kiss on Anežka’s head and held her shoulders, “You did the right thing bringing her here. At least now she’s somewhere familiar. Is there anything I can do to help?”

Anežka was glad Y/N was standing behind her, because now the woman couldn’t see the provoking smirk she was sending towards Petra, making her twin’s nightmare worse. She leaned back, resting herself against Y/N’s torso. “No, you being here is already enough.”

It was quiet for a few seconds until one of the twins in the other room started crying. 

“I’ll go check.” Y/N was about to walk away until Anežka pulled her back, not letting her leave before planting a few kisses on her lips. As soon as Y/N was out of earshot, she got close to Petra and looked at her with a wicked smile. 

“Don’t worry, beautiful sister,” Her thick Czech accent returned. “I be taking good care of your family.” 

Two months had passed, two months of the real Petra still being paralysed, two months of Y/N being clueless and two months of Anežka fooling everyone. But lately, Anežka had found herself another thing to be secretive about: her relationship with the Marbella’s lounge manager, Scott Archuletta. 

“Are you sure someone’s taking over my shift?” 

The two walked into the apartment, holding hands. Petra, who was still lying in her bed, widened her eyes at the sound of someone entering. 

“Yes, a hundred percent. Now come here,” 

She heard the sound of sloppy kisses before the couple stepped into her view. She would’ve screamed in disgust if she could but what happened next made her want to scream even harder.

Y/N had walked in on Scott and Petra-- at least she thought it was Petra. She stood completely frozen, hand still holding onto the doorknob, taking in what she just witnessed. 

Anežka yelped when she opened her eyes and saw Y/N standing behind Scott. She immediately pushed him to the side.

“It’s not what it looks like!”

Scott turned around at that and then noticed the woman standing in the doorway. His face got red and he tried to look anywhere but her eyes, expecting them to be filled with rage. Instead, they were filled with tears.

“To me, it looks like you just made out with him.” 

Anežka wiped her hair out of her face, slightly panicking. “But that’s not what happened! See, we were just...--” She looked at Scott, hoping he’d help her out, but he was too busy trying to disappear.

“Petra-- please. Cut the bullshit.” Y/N furiously wiped at her face, not wanting them to see the tears falling onto her cheeks.

Meanwhile, the real Petra was watching from afar, trying everything in her to make a move, a sound-- anything. Just to tell Y/N about everything. Instead, she got to see her girlfriend get her heart broken.

Y/N suddenly walked away, into the bedroom of the twins.

“What are you doing?”

“Saying goodbye and grabbing my stuff.” 

Anežka hurried after her, “Are you serious right now?”

Y/N turned around, a furious look on her face, “Are you!? You can’t seriously expect me to still want to be with you after this? You’ve been shutting me out for the past two months, I guess I now know why.”

She gave the two babies a kiss on the head, grabbed a bag, quickly tried to throw in whatever was hers and in reach and walked back to the living room. Anežka had been standing in the corner of the room, watching her, realising how bad she had messed up. But then again, Y/N wasn’t part of their plan, so losing her wouldn’t be so bad, right? 

“Where are you going? You don’t even have a place to stay.”

Y/N completely ignored her. Her eyes fell upon the woman lying in the medical bed, eyes wide and a panicked look on her face. She looked back to the couple in front of her.

“Have a nice life with Vests.” 

The door slammed shut, causing one of the babies to start crying. And while the tears started falling out of Petra’s eyes as well, she knew she would get her revenge on Anežka. 

[crumbs03]

Lesbian energy❣️+ Bi Petra Solano

[death-isnt-surprising]

Rose: I prevented a murder today. Luisa: Really? How’d you do that? Rose: Self control.

[wefwar]

Rose: My girlfriend would have to be lethal and cunning, just as I am.

Luisa: *trips over her own feet while entering the room, struggles to get up while trying not to cry*

Rose: That one, I want that one!

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[aparticularbandit]

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Characters: Junko Enoshima, Ryoko Otonashi, Mikan Tsumiki, Kyoko Kirigiri, Tsumugi Shirogane, Monaca Towa

Ships: Enogiri (Junko/Kyoko), Junkan (Junko/Mikan), Matsushima (Ryoko/Yasuke), Junmugi (Junko/Tsumugi), Kiridare (Kyoko/Yui)

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[trashopedia]

Fucked up ending of the greatest love story ever told

Still SMAD. Rose would never hurt Luisa. She’d break somebody’s knee caps, kidnap Luisa’s nephew, kill some innocents left and center before ever hurting the woman she loves. Rose deserved better. 

HOWEVER...As much as I mad-cried, my trash ass laughed at Luisa’s reaction after she pushed Rose and realized she’s gonna be impaled .

[thegirlwhocriedroisa]

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